Lucy; or, Scenes on lough Neagh, and other poemsSamuel B. Oldham, 1855 - 132 страница |
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... Twas giv'n ; —he fell , and lay Like marble cold , and senseless as the clay Whereon his head reclin'd ; the hoof - trod ground Reek'd with his blood . A faithful follower found His master there , and ' neath a lowly shed , Staunch'd ...
... Twas giv'n ; —he fell , and lay Like marble cold , and senseless as the clay Whereon his head reclin'd ; the hoof - trod ground Reek'd with his blood . A faithful follower found His master there , and ' neath a lowly shed , Staunch'd ...
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... Twas his to scan ching eye the inward breast of man ; ning wile he mark'd ; nor mark'd in vain ; ight's result was printed on his brain fading lines ; it rested there , asion call'd it forth . To dare his delight , whene'er a cause ...
... Twas his to scan ching eye the inward breast of man ; ning wile he mark'd ; nor mark'd in vain ; ight's result was printed on his brain fading lines ; it rested there , asion call'd it forth . To dare his delight , whene'er a cause ...
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... twas not fear Which check'd his utterance , but the magic charm ( That surest talisman to guard from harm ) Which circles modest worth , when woman's eye Fills her fond lover's breast with speechless ecstacy . The eastern sun had touch ...
... twas not fear Which check'd his utterance , but the magic charm ( That surest talisman to guard from harm ) Which circles modest worth , when woman's eye Fills her fond lover's breast with speechless ecstacy . The eastern sun had touch ...
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... twas a lovely spot- -this hand hath trac'd no outline Truth would ght- the fugitives had wil'd away Lough Neagh a long Summer's day ; on each slight mast the sails untended lay ; ong had they forborne to break The bright surface of the ...
... twas a lovely spot- -this hand hath trac'd no outline Truth would ght- the fugitives had wil'd away Lough Neagh a long Summer's day ; on each slight mast the sails untended lay ; ong had they forborne to break The bright surface of the ...
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... twas cruel - the hand which had twin'd ath of affection with pressure so kind mma's fair locks , rent the delicate chain ; e to retwine it - his efforts were vain- from her temples the chaplet , and then er'd its leaves to the tempest ...
... twas cruel - the hand which had twin'd ath of affection with pressure so kind mma's fair locks , rent the delicate chain ; e to retwine it - his efforts were vain- from her temples the chaplet , and then er'd its leaves to the tempest ...
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Albert battle Battle of Aughrim beauteous beauty Beauty's Bids billows bitter blest bosom breast bright brighter brow CASTLEDERMOT charms cheek Christ Christian cloth lettered cold country's D'Aubeny dar'd dark deep e'en e'er earth Erin Erin's fair Faugh-a-Ballagh Fcap Fcap 8vo feel fiercely flowrets fond gainst Gallia's gaz'd gaze glitt'ring God's grace hand happiness hath head heart heaven Her's honour hope Ireland Irish island King lake land Lord LORD EDWARD FITZGERALD Lough Erne Lough Neagh Lucy Lucy's maiden Matt methinks Midst monarch Nature's ne'er neath noble nobly o'er once petrifaction pinnace Portora Castle pour'd priz'd proud Queen Round Towers scene seem'd Servetus shore smile soft sorrow sparkling Stern John Knox strive sword Symplegades Synod of Dort tell thee thou thought throne Treaty of Limerick twas voice warm waves wings wont words worldly worship ye stars young youthful μὲν
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Страница 112 - The barge she sat in like a burnished throne, Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that . The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggared all description...
Страница 112 - Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description : she did lie In her pavilion...
Страница 111 - On Lough Neagh's bank as the fisherman strays, When the clear, cold eve's declining, He sees the round towers of other days, In the wave beneath him shining! Thus shall memory often, in dreams sublime, Catch a glimpse of the days that are over, Thus, sighing, look through the waves of time For the long-faded glories they cover!
Страница 128 - ALMIGHTY God our Heavenly Father, who of his great mercy hath promised forgiveness of sins, to all them that with hearty repentance and true faith turn unto him ; have mercy upon you, pardon and deliver you from all your sins, confirm and strengthen you in all goodness, and bring you to everlasting life; through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Страница 102 - Born and educated in this country, I glory in the name of Briton ; and the peculiar happiness of my life will ever consist in promoting the welfare of a people, whose loyalty and warm affection to me I consider as the greatest and most permanent security of my throne...
Страница 129 - ... who will have all men to be saved, and come to the knowledge of the truth.
Страница 111 - Midtummer-Eve, of all sorts of sick; and sick cattle are brought there likewise, and driven into the water for their cure, and people do believe they receive benefit. I know it dries up running sores, and cures the rheumatism, but not with once bathing, as people now use it; and the drinking the water, I am told, will stop the flux. I look upon it to be one of the pleasantest bathing-places I ever saw.
Страница 112 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid, did. Agr: O, rare for Antony! Eno: Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Страница 127 - ... what you say be true, every time we use the Church prayers, we offer the sacrifice of fools, and mock God to his face ; for this day you, and all the congregation, in my presence, prayed that God would forgive you all your sins, negligences, and ignorances : and you affirmed, in the presence of God, that he pardoneth and absolveth all them that truly repent, and unfeignedly believe the Gospel ; if he do not, you are a false witness and a deceiver of the people ; yea, and a contemner of the word...